Best Burring Poems

A lipstick stained Camel butt, on the full ashtray rim
A golden earring on the floor, how does this story begin?
The Smith Corona silent, paper stuck in the machine
When someone ripped it out they left a mess to clean

An air ticket on the floor, unused it...

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On a lil busy route,
For a lil dizzy fruit
They're humming everywhere.
In a bulk, unaware

Layer upon layer
Taking concrete up the stair 
burring vanilla skies
Jesus couldn't dare

For no one they will stand
This plane is scared to land
So will crash at the end

From wrinkles to the pinks
All are...

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Can you pierce through darkness
With your hey-color eyes --
Many can do.

I can lend a bit of ‘infra-red’,
So, you can see in the darkness
And detect the nocturnal poet --
Burring his head in the pillow,
Thinking of a poem.

You told, you would take.
This piece of poem I wrote,...

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Life deals a tough blow,
Cards of fate seem stacked against you.
Pressures of life pile on thick,
The weight of the world, burring you deep.
Love is not your forte,
No good can you see.

Pause in your thoughts and open your eyes,
Take a look around you, what do you...

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hands clenched,
behind a tide
of atonement-
barren skin drenched
with tales told inside
yesterday's moment

desultory sacrifices sing soft
as i weep beneath a willow
for this time of burring is oft’
the reason salt seeps my pillow

antiquated entrance to
purgatory-
nails bleeding on timber
for me

pulchritude of brilliance shines
not when subsiding does occur-
i crisscrossed all...

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Life is inconsequential to our “environment,” only applying the stress and strains “it” endured throughout the millennium… But the “vision” of the willing is not postponed or delayed when implied acceptations extend to the “universe…” Only fools are unable to see the deadly result of...

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You ever live a life full of mysteries and
Just wonder.....
Who are you destined to be and what kind 
Of things you were destined to do....
Coming across with people who open the doors
To success... so every new accomplishment
I hold up a fist symbolizing my individuality as...

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Stalk the ground
Smile at my face
your under him again arent  you
Burn me now
burring me so cool
Blink as you run 
and miss the shadows

Fire on the sholders on lesser man
Pelling from my face all the skin
Just so I feel something else
Murder is all that consumes...

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Take me to that place were only you and I
Can feel the passion running through our veins
Were we can go insane
With this love that has lasted this long
Every time we meet is like the first time
Honeymoon with no stopping anytime soon
We were young and care...

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As I walk through the trees, and look all around.
I listen for noises, and hear not a sound.
Not the sound of a siren, a car, or a train.
Not the sound of the city, crying in pain.
But the peacefulness that I do hear.
Is the sounds of...

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I sought a seer insight. In shadows of despair, I'd dwell.
Hollow and burdened by life's sombre knell.
Hopping for whispers of a future bright and fair,
Or a spurt of hope amid my current wear and tear.

Heavy steps dragged me to fates mystic door.
Mind ablaze with potential...

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the great debate is once again upon us
 let the augments begin
the pro and cons list is drawn up 
        so let’s argue
on who is wrong and who is right
  
   so when both side...

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ask me about my day as a sweeper today..
its hilarious to even tell this to all today..
the supervisor the power abusing man.
have fallen in love with me.. madly..
he cannot even take his eyes off me..
and i did tell him off and cut his heart..
that's fall...

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you scream at me.
through dry wall the vibration
of your voice sends me into
a wide awake coma.
stuck between these four walls
keep closing in on me
no where to run you yell more.
my baby no born from my organs is
crying.
a few days old and he knows
the anger his...

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